No Way I’m Cheating On My Boyfriend
My arrogance melts away with a whisper and a kneel.
At the party, my boyfriend just steps away, I eye Marc with a smug smile. Almost arrogant. “You're losing your time. You’ve got no chance. No way I’m cheating on my boyfriend.” An hour later, in an upstairs bedroom, I’m on my knees, his hands gripping my red curls. His cock thrusts into my mouth. Hard. “What about your boyfriend now?” he sneers, before a savage roar, unloading completely, part of his hot release dripping...